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He checked.

Gu Nianshi confirmed that Ding Pei's vital signs were normal, but he was still afraid of her sudden appearance. He braced himself and faced Rong Lan's nervous gaze as he spoke in a clear voice.

"First Madame, Assistant Ding just woke up. He can't take too much of the stimulation …"

He said it in a euphemistic tone, but Rong Lan heard it clearly.

"I understand …"

She did not explain to him.

After Gu Nianshi left, she looked at Ding Pei who was still unconscious. She raised her hand to caress her face and sighed.

"Child, I sincerely came to bring you home. You must get better as soon as possible …"

At the door.

Jun Liuli, who was extremely weak, paused for a moment as a gratified smile surfaced on his skinny face.

He held on to the door frame and raised his head. The mist in his eye sockets slowly faded away.

"..."

Weihai.

Ye Tian's soul finally rested.

In just one night, Ye Xiaochen's temperament had changed greatly. The handsome young man gradually revealed a proud and sharp bearing.

He was the new King of the Dark Night, and was also the new Big Priest of the Heavenly Fox.

In this sea city, he had the ability to call the wind and summon the rain. He also had the power to kill and kill.

Someone began to look for Mrs. Priest for him.

He didn't have the slightest bit of interest.

The life he longed for was unfettered, free and happy.

To him, love was already an extravagant hope.

To marry a woman you don't love is to throw yourself into an invisible cage.

That way, he thought, he would go crazy.

He, who hadn't been to the 'Yilan Courtyard' for a few days, led A Zuo over.

The sea breeze blew gently, and the kapok bloomed brightly.

The cobblestone walkway was littered with a myriad of flowers.

Suddenly, the melodious sound of a flute was heard.

Familiar music.

He stopped.

A Zuo also stopped.

The flute sound came from within the Yilan Courtyard.

He didn't even need to look to know who the piper was.

The melodious sound of the flute hid a myriad of emotions, just like the distant smoke of the vast sea...

Ye Xiaochen's heart felt like it was being pierced by needles and his heart tightened. The hands on his back slowly withdrew.

Ask the flute...

Who do I miss...

"Lord Priest, you …"

Ye Xiaochen stood still for two minutes before he slowly turned around. A Zuo stepped forward and frowned.

"Let's go back."

"Yes."

The wind was blowing Ye Xiaochen's clothes. It was so lonely that it made people's heart ache.

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Yilan Courtyard.

Helan Xi stood under the eaves of the veranda. His eyes were out of focus and filled with green bamboo.

A flute, a tune.

He already had the urge to leave this place.

Unknowingly, there was a subtle rift between him and Ye Xiaochen.

Even though they were still friends.

Their relationship would never return to the past.

There was another very important reason why he wanted to leave this place.

That was Fang Qingchuan.

Fengquan Mountain, should not become a place for her to spend the rest of her life.

She was full of talent, she should not have lived her life forever.

Xiao Ba only dared to go up and hand the phone to him after waiting for him to stop playing the flute.

"Young Master, Miss Lin just called you."

Lin Ange, Gu Mengmeng and Gong Nanling had already left for two days. By this time, they should have returned to the Yunjing.

Life was back to normal.

Helan Xi didn't take the phone, he merely asked in a soft voice.

"She called again. Tell her not to worry about me."

"Yes, young master."

Xiao Ba waved his hand and put his phone away.1

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